Month: November 2017

Sonnet 24 Let the worlds sharpness like a clasping knife Poem  ………………. by Elizabeth Barrett Browning _______________________________________________________________________________________ Let the world’s sharpness, like a clasping knife,Shut in upon itself and do no harmIn this close hand of Love, now soft and warm,And let us hear no sound of human strifeAfter the click of the shutting. Life to … Read more…

Sonnet 25 A heavy heart Beloved have I borne Poem  ………………. by Elizabeth Barrett Browning _______________________________________________________________________________________ A heavy heart, Beloved, have I borneFrom year to year until I saw thy face,And sorrow after sorrow took the placeOf all those natural joys as lightly wornAs the stringed pearls, each lifted in its turnBy a beating heart at … Read more…

Sonnet 26 I lived with visions for my company Poem  ………………. by Elizabeth Barrett Browning _______________________________________________________________________________________ I lived with visions for my companyInstead of men and women, years ago,And found them gentle mates, nor thought to knowA sweeter music than they played to me. But soon their trailing purple was not freeOf this world’s dust, their … Read more…

Sonnet 27 My own Beloved who hast lifted me Poem  ………………. by Elizabeth Barrett Browning _______________________________________________________________________________________ My own Beloved, who hast lifted meFrom this drear flat of earth where I was thrown,And, in betwixt the languid ringlets, blownA life-breath, till the forehead hopefullyShines out again, as all the angels see,Before thy saving kiss! My own, my … Read more…

Sonnet 28 My letters all dead paper mute and white Poem  ………………. by Elizabeth Barrett Browning _______________________________________________________________________________________ My letters! all dead paper, mute and white!And yet they seem alive and quiveringAgainst my tremulous hands which loose the stringAnd let them drop down on my knee to-night. This said,?he wished to have me in his sightOnce, as … Read more…

Sonnet 29 I think of thee my thoughts do twine and bud Poem  ………………. by Elizabeth Barrett Browning _______________________________________________________________________________________ I think of thee!?my thoughts do twine and budAbout thee, as wild vines, about a tree,Put out broad leaves, and soon there ‘s nought to seeExcept the straggling green which hides the wood. Yet, O my palm-tree, … Read more…

Sonnet 30 I see thine image through my tears to night Poem  ………………. by Elizabeth Barrett Browning _______________________________________________________________________________________ I see thine image through my tears to-night,And yet to-day I saw thee smiling. HowRefer the cause??Beloved, is it thouOr I, who makes me sad? The acolyteAmid the chanted joy and thankful riteMay so fall flat, with pale … Read more…

Sonnet 31 Thou comest all is said without a word Poem  ………………. by Elizabeth Barrett Browning _______________________________________________________________________________________ Thou comest! all is said without a word. I sit beneath thy looks, as children doIn the noon-sun, with souls that tremble throughTheir happy eyelids from an unaverredYet prodigal inward joy. Behold, I erredIn that last doubt! and yet … Read more…

Sonnet 32 The first time that the sun rose on thine oath Poem  ………………. by Elizabeth Barrett Browning _______________________________________________________________________________________ The first time that the sun rose on thine oathTo love me, I looked forward to the moonTo slacken all those bonds which seemed too soonAnd quickly tied to make a lasting troth. Quick-loving hearts, I thought, … Read more…